"What's the dream that's forcing you away from your friends?" I asked, and Anabelle flinched at the question and looked at me with a sad expression.
Silence
There was an awkward and long pause, like she really didn't want to answer.
"You don't have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable." I said, "It's no use if she doesn't want to be open about her problem.
"No, it's not like I am uncomfortable, but it's quite embarrassing to tell you about my dream." Anabelle's expression immediately changed from a sad one to a shy one.
"Well, I promise I won't laugh,even if you tell me that your dream is to be something like a housewife or something." I think being a housewife is a tough job in itself.
